July 6, 2010
Everybody has their Aphrodite
This is not posed. That is what he did. He took my seat and stayed there.
But me. My Kylie swag arrived in the mail and Jasper The Bond Cat commandeered it. It was 101 Fahrenheit today in DC and I happened to be home to rescue the vinyl from my front step. And then Jasper plopped his warm body down and slept on it all afternoon.
A word about the packaging - or "packaging concerns," as REM would call them. The Experience Edition is in a small book form, much like the recent Duran reissues. Lots of photographs by Will Baker and a DVD with live footage of the ballad-y section of her recent American tour. Unintentionally, the inclusion of those clips highlights one flaw with Aphrodite - that there is nothing on the sweeping level of Confide In Me, a song I think sits at the top if the Kylie canon. I am not overly thrilled with the recent lack of ballads on pop albums. A trend that must end in 2011.
That said, Aphrodite is the pop album of 2010. It knocked Goldfrapp down a peg. If you'd like to know what I thought of the songs, check out my track by track.